People in the courtyard: starting from the canteen director

"A big pain becomes a life-threatening pain."

"Don't worry, you two have a good time."

When Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng heard this, they were both desperate.

And this kind of shit?

I knew so.

You shouldn't be arguing with this surname He.

This is not human at all.

It's a devil.

Ahhhh, it hurts so much! !

The two of them kept rolling around on the muddy ground in the grove.

When the two of them fought in the past, they got wounds all over their bodies, and now the wounds are painful,

It's really hard to top.

It was magnified several times at once, which was similar to torture.

Yan Jie said intentionally.

It turned out that what Xu Damao said was true.

This man with the surname He not only knows kung fu, but is also so strong that he is abnormal.

Provoking this kind of person is no different from my death.

On Xu Damao's side, he also wanted to surrender a long time ago.

Nai He couldn't open his mouth.

The two of them rolled on the muddy ground for a long time, and the pain was so painful that they wanted to go crazy.

However, the grove is relatively remote.

Moreover, the area was not small, and it was noon, so no one came over at all.

Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng suffered a lot.

How dare the two of them speak hard.

Immediately became more honest.

An hour passed.

He Daqing smiled slightly and said, "Both of you, you seem to be quite comfortable."

"Who offended me."

"It didn't end well."

"I promise to make your life worse than death."

Xu Damao burst into tears.

I wanted to ask for mercy, but I couldn't.

Yan Jiecheng had long since admitted his cowardice.

However, He Daqing had no intention of releasing the acupoints for them at all.

Can only continue to suffer.

He Daqing said again, "What about you two, after all, you are still too young."

"I always feel like I can do it myself."

"Actually, neither of you can do it."

"There's no way to play with Uncle He."

"It's not at the same level, it's not an opponent at all."

"If you dare to do something again, uncle will send you two in."

"Did you hear me?"

What else can Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng say.

I can only nod my head desperately, expressing my agreement.

He Daqing took out his camera and took a picture of the two of them.

Then he said, "Uncle still has something to do."

"I won't play with you two anymore."

"You two stay here."

"Probably before dark, the effects wear off."

"You two go back by yourselves."

"From now on, I will be a man with my tail between my legs."

When Xu Damao and the others heard this, they immediately despaired.

Will it last that long?

Uncle He killed that day! !

Too much!

Since they were born in the mother's womb, they have never suffered such torture.

It was worse than killing them both.

Here.

He Daqing was satisfied.

Riding on the bicycle, I came to Chen Xueru's silk shop.

Chen Xueru was calculating and checking the accounts.

He raised his eyes and saw He Daqing appeared, and immediately teased, "Yo, isn't this Uncle He.

"Honored guest."

"What wind brought you here?"

He Daqing smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense."

"Go to Mao'er Alley with Uncle."

"Practice the bike."

"Speed, now!"

Chen Xueru was dumbfounded.

It's broad daylight, what kind of bicycle are you practicing?

He Laogou took the wrong medicine.

However, seeing He Daqing's unquestionable expression.

Chen Xueru had no choice but to obediently obey and ordered the shop assistant to take care of the business in the shop.

Then, he walked out briskly and sat on the back seat of He Daqing's bicycle.

Chapter 372 These Men,

Maoer Alley.

He Daqing supported Chen Xueru from behind, and the two practiced riding a bicycle.

Practiced a hot sweat.

the other side.

It was getting dark.

Finally, someone found Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng in the grove.

Xu Damao grew up in Nanluoguxiang, and basically knew everyone in the neighborhood.

Yan Jiecheng is an aborigine in the courtyard near the rolling mill, and there are almost no acquaintances here.

No one can compare with you!

When people saw it, they immediately exclaimed, "Da Mao, what are you doing?"

"How old are you?"

"It's still here and rolling all over the floor."

"Is it dirty?"

Xu Damao was so miserable that he couldn't tell.

Ma'am, do you think I will?

But okay.

At this moment, he and Yan Jiecheng's acupoints were unlocked.

Not only did the two regain their ability to speak.

Moreover, the pain on the body is not so intense.

Hutong aunt squatted down, looked at Xu Damao, and said,

"Have a fight with someone?"

"They are all proletarian brothers."

"Isn't it?"

Xu Damao wanted to cry but had no tears, "It's nothing like that."

"I fell it myself."

"Go back."

"Don't mind your own business."

Hutong aunt sneered.

coax who?

"What's wrong with you?"

His whole body was covered with paint, and he said he fell it himself.

Auntie has poor eyesight and is presbyopic, but she is not so close that she cannot see.

Yan Jiecheng was also afraid that things would become serious.

Quickly said, "It's nothing to do with you, please go back."

"We brothers will handle it ourselves."

Hutong aunt is very enthusiastic, but judging by the situation, it's quite weird, and I don't bother to care about it.

Watching the aunt out of the grove, Xu Damao and Yan Jiecheng slowly got up.

Glancing at the other party, Xu Damao smiled wryly.

What kind of shit is this shit.

Offended Uncle He.

Followed up ten back to Zhazidong.

That's a miserable.

He said, "Xie Cheng, you can ask for more blessings."

"If you should go to the countryside, go to the countryside."

"It's time to find a place to hide, just find a place to hide."